my big sis from taiwan is probably right about one thing about me…i have a weird mind.
to be able to contemplate death and afterlife at such a young age when i could be sleeping from a good day, like after a good movie of toy story, or a nice dinner with curry chicken or curry fish head. instead, time before and cutting into actual bedtime was used to wonder why things couldn’t be the way they were.
at least, now im mature enough in thinking to understand why, just irritated that i can’t have the best of both worlds.
just about a few hrs ago, i read a book. and that book has helped me and also challenged my thinking.
i wonder if i’ll be like my mother and her when i’m near their age. ‘realistic’ and just wanting to settle down with a life companion and starting a family, possibly, w/o really much energy or interest in finding out about afterlife.
i’d like to add the words, ‘if there is one’, but then i really wouldn’t be proclaiming my faith now, would i? i’d be conflicting myself. best of both worlds.
